He can tell. But only because Konzen knows him well enough. There aren't many people in the world at all who fall under this category for him. Possibly only two or three.
He clears his throat. At least he's finally getting the reunion that he'd hoped for, now. The one yesterday went completely pear-shaped. And maybe he also knows that he acted rather irrationally in the beginning. He'd like to chalk it up to be being so riled-up by his rooftop encounter, but he knows that's not all of it.
"There are the cherry trees, at least," he says with a snort. Though how ironic they'd arrive at the season when they're already scattering to the wind. At least, in the Near Shore.
"...So what're we gonna do?"
Might as well begin with the question that hangs in the air. Because talking about the past, that might be a little painful. A necessary thing that can creep in just a little later.
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He clears his throat. At least he's finally getting the reunion that he'd hoped for, now. The one yesterday went completely pear-shaped. And maybe he also knows that he acted rather irrationally in the beginning. He'd like to chalk it up to be being so riled-up by his rooftop encounter, but he knows that's not all of it.
"There are the cherry trees, at least," he says with a snort. Though how ironic they'd arrive at the season when they're already scattering to the wind. At least, in the Near Shore.
"...So what're we gonna do?"
Might as well begin with the question that hangs in the air. Because talking about the past, that might be a little painful. A necessary thing that can creep in just a little later.